(перевод с узбекского)
Balancing, in a flash
A rope-walker posed,
Like a tear on the lash
And his eyes were closed.
Under skies going on,
Charming tricks he made,
Though the rope he walked on
Was alike a blade.
When the show came to end,
Wondered at him,
People were clapping hands
Voiced in a vim.
Alas we, not the blind,
With the open eyes,
On a road that is wide,
Cannot walk sometimes.
Дорбоз
Булутларга ёндош
Осмон остида
Киприкдаги ёшдай турибди дорбоз.
Киличнинг дамидай аркон устида
Кузларини юмиб юрибди дорбоз.
Одамлар,одамлар, уни олкишланг,
Каранг, у накадар эпчил ва уктам.
Биз-чи, эх… баъзи бир кузи очиклар
Эплаб юролмаймиз ката йулда.
(Абдулла Арипов)